"You can ask someone to go to the bank and try to get a loan, see how they go through it, and then transcribe their loan documents and add some extras. ”

He glanced at Mr. Fox beside him, "For example, while giving up the pledge after a certain period of time, you still have to repay all the arrears and interest, so that you can put down the interest rate on the surface." ”

This is a variant of the bank's usual play, if they can't repay the arrears in time after borrowing money from the bank, they will send the collateral to the auction for auction.

The proceeds of the auction are permanently repaid to the borrower who cannot return the debt, which may seem like a reasonable process, but it is not.

Because the valuation of the collateral by the bank was very low from the beginning, and the interest rate was quite high, most people who needed a loan did not have the ability to repay in the short term.

Quite simply, if these people can raise this part of the money in a month or two, they don't need to borrow money from the bank.

Since they can't raise this part of the money, they naturally can't afford to repay the bank's loan, and the bank can eat these pledges openly.

If the lender is able to repay the money in a short period of time, the bank does not trade at a loss, and they receive an interest in the short term.

Maybe this money is not very inconspicuous in a single process, only a few percent to ten percent of a hundred yuan, but if all the bank's business is piled together, it is not a hundred, it may be 10 million, 100 million, or even more.

Lynch's proposal simply adds a clause to the continued recovery of principal and interest than the termination of the bank.

In fact, even in the bank, this is definitely not the end, they have a way to eat the lender without even a bone!

Banks may not be as bad news in society as finance companies like Mr. Fox, but banks are not very good people in nature, good people, and you must know that all the boundaries of laws and policies related to illegal money are all the highest standards of reference banks...... , they are not only athletes, but also referees!

Mr. Fox was talking about some people who don't want to see their businesses legalized, and he was talking about the parliamentarians who had ties to the banks, to the big conglomerates.

The banks, the consortia, have fed them and their families, and possibly their private staff, and maintained them in a decent way, so they naturally have to learn to claim the rights of their owners who feed them.

Lynch's set of things is not complicated at all, if you can't defeat the other party, then join the other party.

It's just that now, in order to avoid risks, some wordplay has been added to the contract, so that some things can be done conveniently between ambiguities.

After thinking seriously for a moment, Mr. Fox hesitated, "I'll give it a try, anyway, thank you very much for your advice!"

Lynch waved his hand and said with a smile, "Your matter is solved, and I also need you to do me a favor......

After a meal at Mr. Fawkes' farm, he left with some souvenirs, some horn ornaments, which were not worth much if you ignored the gold and some inconspicuous gems.

Meanwhile, Michael, who they were talking about, finally met his son, Michael Jr., at the Sabine District Prison after a morning of applying.

Sometimes it is wrong to think that a criminal case will go through several court hearings before it is decided, and the process can be greatly shortened if the offender voluntarily admits to the crime.

Although the court has not yet finally announced the sentencing results of Michael Jr., he has already begun to serve his sentence early, which can be regarded as a preferential treatment for him.

In the room used to receive the families of the prisoners, father and son sat across a table, and the guards and Michael nodded and left the place where he was supposed to be stationed all the time.

The rules are like this, some people are obeying, some people will break them, and the people who break these rules are often those privileged classes, or even the rule-makers, and those who obey the rules are always those who have no ability to resist.

It's funny, but it's not funny.

What's even funnier is that those who can break the rules keep blaming those who can't, saying that they are breaking the rules and constantly adding rules to their own advantage to strengthen their position and the power in their hands.

"You must appeal in a few days' trial, and don't plead guilty!", Michael looked back at the closed door and continued, "I have hired a lawyer, and he will do his best to clear your name, you can rest assured!"

Little Michael was calm, no surprises, no anger, only calm, he felt that his soul had been sublimated.

The way he looked at Michael seemed to be different from the past, without some adoration, without some irritability, without some rebellion, without gritting his teeth of obedience.

In a flash, he grew up a lot, and he shook his head, which surprised Michael a little, and then a wave of anger rose from the soles of Michael's feet.

He stood up sharply and leaned forward to grab little Michael's collar to let him know that now was not the time to joke, but his movements were too big to alarm the guards outside the door.

The guard coughed and reminded him not to go too far, and Michael's movements froze, and he sat back with anger in his heart.

He stared at little Michael with an unkind gaze, "Why?"

Little Michael replied in a tone that Michael hated very much, "One of the two of us is going to come in, and you always say I can't bring you glory, and lo and behold, I'm protecting you now!"

He was also a little impatient as he spoke, "I don't want to listen to your explanations, whether you did it or didn't do it, and now the problem has happened, and I admit that I am at fault, so I am making up for my fault, and ......"

Little Michael said as if he didn't want to say, "Actually, I plead guilty, it's good for you, for me, for my mother, for us, don't dwell on these issues, think about how to reduce my sentence, I heard people here say that I may be sentenced to nine to twelve months." ”

After saying this, little Michael stood up, he patted the table, and the prison guard walked in, he glanced at the father and son, and then took little Michael by the arm and led him away.

Michael already understands little Michael's thoughts, but has to say that he is stupid, because this is planting and framing!

As long as the person who framed the frame can be dealt with, this matter will be over, and neither of their father and son will bear some notoriety for it, but he can't make it clear to little Michael now.

He just wanted to drag it out until the truth came out, but the bastard didn't think so, and even thought he was doing it to protect Michael himself.

Unreasonable child, and stupid!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lynch returned to the second floor of the tavern after eating outside, and he didn't have time to look at the house these days, so he still lived here for the time being.

It's on the side of the road, with people coming and going, and downstairs is a lively tavern, and if something happens, it's hard not to alarm the people around the house, which also ensures his safety on another level.

Standing at the door, he just took out the key, he was stunned for a moment, there were obvious pry marks on the keyhole, he gently pushed the door of the room, and the door creaked open.

There was a spark in the room of the black hole that flickered and dimmed, and whenever it lit up, a faint face could be faintly seen.

The room was a bit of a mess and looked like it had been turned over again, Lynch turned on the switch next to the door, the dim light came on, and Michael snuggled up against the wall of the cubicle looking at him.

Lynch smiled, he walked into the room, looked at the mess that had been turned over everywhere, and sighed a little helplessly.

"You don't have to do housework at home, so you don't know how troublesome it can be to clean up, drain your energy, and be irritating. He bent down to pick up a few books and put them on the closet beside him, and just as he bent down again, Michael suddenly rushed in front of him and pushed him against the wall with a hard push.

"You framed my son, Lynch......"

Michael's ferocity was not put in Lynch's eyes at all, he looked at Michael who was close at hand, as calmly as he was in the alley that day, "Apologize, and get out, this matter will end here, otherwise you will bear all the consequences, just like I told you that day!"

Lynch showed no weakness and went-for-tat.

Bullying is addictive, and controlling the feelings of others will make people try again and again, such as...... Masthead, although Lynch doesn't know exactly what kind of hatred there is between Masthead and Michael, but it's probably something similar.

If one person had to be destroyed, Lynch felt that it would not be himself!